DJ live
Hol’ up’
Hol’ up’ Hol’ up’ yuh
Ayy, I wake up to nothing sweeter
To pour four o’s inside my liter
Ayy, flexed up in brand new sneakers
A fresh backwoods to roll my reefer
And, I wake up to nothing sweeter
To pour four o’s inside my liter
Ayy, Flexed up in brand new sneakers [Ayy, woah woah
A fresh backwoods to roll my reefer [Woah, woah, woah, woah]
[Verse
Get this money anyway I do that anyways [Hol’ up, hol’ up, ayy
Drop some new sh#t everyday man
That sh#t every day [everyday
n#gg#s wanna hate I tell ’em “Bro just let ’em hate” [Let ’em hate
Why he mad?
His b#tch gave me face like I’m her dinner plate [Ha
See, I’m mostly hated on by those who play my song
Bet that when they see me they gon’ prolly play my song
Say that “This the shit” and be like “Polo, yeah you on”
But that sh#t don’t mean nothin’ if I’m living wit’ my moms
Play to me, it’s obvious im gettin’ known
I’m sippin lean, man I can’t stand up on my toes
Ten toes down, when I walk can’t trust a soul [I can’t trust a soul
Ten toes down, when I walk can’t trust a soul [Man I can’t trust a soul
Smokin’ on this gas like this sh#t is legal
Polo do the dash, f#ck boy I can’t be you
Smokin’ on this gas like this sh#t is legal [DJ live
Polo do the dash, f#ck boy I can’t be you
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